Chapter 272

Side Story 1 (2)

Wen Mingming cleared his throat and kicked Han Ming again, saying, “Exactly, have you ever seen a factory worker from Baotou who is so wealthy and attractive?”

At this point, Su Yuanzhou felt like he was abandoned by the whole world. He couldn’t bear it anymore and looked at Gao Jing, who remained silent throughout, urging him to say something. However, Gao Jing avoided his gaze and said, “There was a girl in my class who did the same thing when she reached a certain age. Isn’t it normal now?”

Su Yuanzhou gritted his teeth and stared at them, feeling that the ugliness of human nature and the collapse of morality were vividly displayed in this dinner gathering. The pain of being the only one awake among the intoxicated crowd overwhelmed him. In that moment, he felt like these people intentionally united against him, isolating him from the rest of the world. It made him so angry that he wanted to vent his frustrations.

But then, Su Qiuge suddenly looked up and said, “Brother.”

Su Yuanzhou’s body slightly stiffened, and his mind was flooded with those barrage-like thoughts. Su Qiuge smiled and said, “When we have the wedding ceremony, would you like to be my best man?”

Almost at the instant she called him “brother,” all those feelings of cynicism, envy, and blaming others disappeared from Su Yuanzhou’s heart. They were replaced by an indescribable joy.

So what if they were getting married a bit faster?

So what if he found out about the news a bit late?

So what if the person she was marrying was his arch-nemesis from high school?n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

What did all of that matter??

It was all meaningless!!

As long as his sister was happy!

Unfortunately, Xie Xinglin noticed his joyous expression at that moment and seized the opportunity, smirking as he said, “If Uncle can come, Qiu Qiu will be very happy.”

Anyone who spent enough time with Su Yuanzhou would realize that he was actually very easy to please. Stroke his ego a bit, and he would foolishly follow along, even helping you count the money after being sold. At this moment, Su Yuanzhou shifted his gaze to Xie Xinglin, and he even found this person much more agreeable. After all, he had initially thought this was a farce where a pig had stumbled upon a cabbage.

Now he felt that this pig was quite amiable. He pretended to be reserved, coughed, and then turned his head, looking up as he said, “Since you all want me to come that much, I’ll make time in my busy schedule to attend.”

Although he said it casually, deep down Su Yuanzhou was already gleefully thinking about what clothes to wear, what gift to bring, and how to outshine everyone at the wedding.

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Xie Xinglin handled this matter very well. Despite the rapid progress, everything was in order. It wasn’t even low-key, as many people were invited to the wedding next month.

Even Yang Xue soon found out about the news. When Su Qiuge started university and didn’t ask her for a penny, she had already sensed that something was off. Su Qiuge’s determination to break free from her grew stronger, as she rented her own place, worked, and paid her own tuition fees. She never touched the cards Yang Xue gave her.

At first, Yang Xue sneered at her childish behavior, thinking that she would eventually come back to beg her. But she didn’t expect Su Qiuge to be so stubborn and hold on for so long. Upon hearing the news, Yang Xue trembled with anger, not to mention her recent worries and frustrations about running her own company.

She first went to find Su Jingkun and had a heated argument with him. Su Jingkun was equally unyielding and coldly retorted, “Look at the fine children you’ve raised!”

They didn’t notice that while they revealed their ugly faces, argued and shifted blame in a hysterical manner, there was someone leaning against the door, watching them coldly.

It wasn’t until Yang Xue finally regained her composure, turned around, and took a deep breath that she said, “Su Qiuge must never be with that person. I absolutely disagree. I’ve already found several suitable candidates for her, and I will take her to meet them.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she made eye contact with the person at the door. She looked slightly taken aback.

Su Yuanzhou looked like his father when he was a child. But as he grew older, his facial features gained a slightly sharper curve, giving him a rebellious air. He was wearing a black shirt, his expression cold and heartless.

When Yang Xue used to curse him harshly, the little child would try to hide his pain, to pretend that he didn’t care, but the agony he felt was unmistakable. Yang Xue took a perverse pleasure in witnessing the distorted and tormented face that resembled Su Jingkun’s, even finding joy in intentionally saying hurtful words to torture him. She transferred her hatred for Su Jingkun onto Su Yuanzhou, shattering the last glimmer of hope in his heart.

Now Su Yuanzhou leaned against the door, arms crossed, coldly watching them.

He no longer pretended to be indifferent while actually riddled with wounds. He was genuinely staring at her with that gaze of scrutinizing a stranger. At the moment of locking eyes with Su Yuanzhou, Yang Xue couldn’t help but shiver.

Su Yuanzhou slightly tugged at the corner of his mouth and said softly, “Do you really treat Su Qiuge as your accessory?”

Yang Xue showed a hint of wariness and raised her eyebrows, saying, “What are you doing here? Mind your own business.”